Mrs. Syren De Mer sighed as she surveyed the mess in the living room. Her husband was away on business again, leaving her to deal with the aftermath of their stepson Zane Walker’s disregard for cleanliness. As she picked up his dirty clothes, she caught a glimpse of him through the open bathroom door, showering off the remnants of his late-night free stepmother porn escapades.
Zane Walker was a tall, athletic young man with a mop of tousled dark hair and eyes that held a perpetual spark of mischief. His body was lean and muscular, a remnant of his high school football days, and even through the steam of the pervy family shower, Mrs. De Mer could see the outline of his impressive cock. She felt a pang of longing, her husband having neglected her for months now, leaving her hungry and frustrated.
Zane stepped out of the shower, a towel wrapped around his waist, and spotted his stepmother staring at him. He smirked, “Like what you see, Mom?”
Syren blushed, looking away quickly. “Zane, it’s not appropriate,” she chided, trying to hide her embarrassment.
“You were checking me out,” he pressed, his voice teasing. “Don’t lie. I know you were.”
She hesitated, her cheeks still flushed. “I might have been curious, but it’s wrong, Zane. You’re my stepson.”
Zane took a step closer, his eyes never leaving hers. “But I’m not a kid anymore, Mom. And I know you’ve thought about the free stepmother porn before.”
Syren turned away, her breath hitching. “I… I shouldn’t have. It’s not right.”
Zane moved closer, his voice a low growl. “But it feels right, doesn’t it? Feels good to look at me, to think about what we could do together.”
Syren hesitated, her heart pounding. “I shouldn’t, Zane. I really shouldn’t.”
He placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. “Just let yourself feel it, Mom. No one has to know.”
She turned to face him, her eyes filled with desire and fear. “I can’t, Zane. I can’t do this.”
Zane stepped back, letting her go. “I won’t force you, Mom. But I’ll be here if you change your mind.” He walked into the living room, dropping his towel.
Syren watched as he sat on the couch, his hand moving to his cock, slowly stroking it. She felt a rush of heat between her legs, her pussy aching with need. She couldn’t resist anymore. She stripped off her clothes, her breasts heaving with anticipation.
“Zane,” she whispered, sitting next to him. He looked at her, his eyes dark with desire. She took his cock in her hand, her fingers wrapping around the big cock. She leaned down, her lips parting as she took him into her mouth.
Zane groaned, his hand tangling in her hair. “Fuck, Mom. That feels so good.”
Syren sucked harder, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock. She could feel him growing harder, his breath coming in ragged gasps. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with lust. “I want you, Zane. I want you inside me.”
Zane pulled her up, his lips crashing down on hers. He laid her back on the couch, his body covering hers. He positioned himself at her entrance, his cock pressing against her wet pussy. He slid in slowly, filling her completely.
Syren moaned, her hips arching to meet his thrusts. “Yes, Zane. Fuck me. Fuck me hard.”
Zane obliged, his hips moving in a steady rhythm. Syren could feel her orgasm building, her MILF body tensing as waves of pleasure washed over her. She reached down, her fingers rubbing her clit in time with his thrusts.
“Harder, Zane. Fuck me harder,” she begged, her voice a ragged whisper.
Zane complied, his thrusts becoming more forceful. Syren could feel his cock hitting her G-spot, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. She came with a cry, her body convulsing as her orgasm consumed her.
Zane flipped her over, positioning her on her hands and knees. He entered her from behind, his hands gripping her hips. Syren moaned, her ass rubbing against his thighs. She reached back, her fingers rubbing her asshole, the sensation sending another wave of pleasure through her.
“Fuck, Mom. You feel so good,” Zane groaned, his thrusts becoming more urgent. “I’m going to come. I’m going to fill you up.”
Syren looked back at him, her eyes filled with lust. “Do it, Zane. Come inside me. Fill my pussy with your cum.”
Zane groaned, his body tensing as he came, his cock pulsing as he filled her with his hot cum. Syren could feel it, the warmth spreading through her, sending her into another orgasm.
Stepmom and stepson collapsed on the couch, their bodies slick with sweat, their breaths ragged. Syren looked at Zane, a soft smile on her face. “We shouldn’t have done that free stepmother porn,” she whispered.
Zane grinned, pulling her closer. “But we did. And it was fucking amazing.”
